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The wine may have gone sour |
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But you can't blame the band |
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Like you can't blame the locusts |
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For drought on the land |
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You can't blame the sea ' |
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Cause it's full of your tears |
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And you can't blame me |
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For wanting you here |
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There's a fork in the river |
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No time to think twice |
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A change in the weather |
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So keep close at night |
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A hissing in the wood pile |
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A voice on the wind |
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A fork in the river |
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Is where we begin |
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I once found a rainbow |
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Lyin' flat on the ground |
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But I just kept walkin' |
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Thinking more were around |
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The buzzard, the joker |
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The beggar, the throne |
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The roses, the sugar |
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No safe passage home |
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There's a fork in the river |
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No time to think twice |
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A change in the weather |
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So keep close an eye |
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A hissing in the wood pile |
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A voice on the wind |
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A fork in the river |
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Is where we begin |
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A fork in the river |
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No time to think twice |
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A change in the weather |
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So keep close an eye |
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A hissing in the wood pile |
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A voice on the wind |
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A fork in the river |
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Is where we begin |
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A fork in the river |
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Is where we begin |
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A fork in the river |
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Is where we begin |